Theme Prompt: #043 – Go for BrokeTitle: TPKFandom: OriginalRating/Warnings: PGBonus: Yes.Word Count: 400Summary: The odds are not in our favor. The odds are never in our favor. But yet, we must try.

“I really don’t think this is our best bet.”

“I don’t think we have much of a choice at this point.”

We were hovering on the edge of the playing field, foam swords gripped in hand and watching our enemies milling on the other side. There are a lot of different ways this could go down – the two of us, the only remaining living members of our party against the hoard of orcs that were waiting for us to run out to die.

The odds are not in our favor. The odds are never in our favor. But yet, we must try.

Ellie is leaning over my shoulder, her tight curls brushing against my cheek as we surveyed the scene. Her paladin armor glints in the early morning light, the bright silver a solid contrast against her dark skin. We don’t really have to fight. We just have to get the Orb of Justice to its rightful place in the temple and we win.

Well, not win, exactly. There aren’t really winners and losers in LARP. But we succeed in our mission and save the world. That has to be some sort of winning, right?

“We tried sneaking around, it didn’t get us very far,” I sigh, reaching up to tighten my ponytail, held in place by my druidic headdress. “Our only option is through them. And only one of us has to get the orb where it needs to go.”

Ellie turns to look at me, and I can see the set off the determination in her jaw. We’re going to do this, for better or for worse. I smile softly and pull her into a tight hug, slipping the card for my strongest protection spell into the other girl’s pocket. I can feel her doing the same for me, and when we pull back I give her a small smile.

“See you on the other side, then?”

“Give them no quarter. Let’s not let our fallen sisters down.”

I nod, and we turn back to the field, lifting our sword and staff in hand the hoards that await us. “Go for broke?”

“Go for broke.”

We clink our bracers together, take one last deep breath, and let out a fierce battle cry as we charge down the embankment. We may not win the battle, but hopefully we’ll get far enough to gain some ground in winning the war.